Christianity, Felicity Marie, Hope Mommy, Loss, Motherhood

The Kindness of Strangers

Over the past few days I have been thinking of one particular moment of kindness someone shared with me. It happened during the most difficult time of Nathan and my life. Nathan and I had just left the Specialist’s office, where we found out Felicity would not survive. I was so drained from the news, I did not want to go down the three flights of stairs. We chose to use the elevator, despite the emotional state we were in. I had calmed myself just enough until a young mom and her daughter entered the elevator. When I glanced over at the little girl I started sobbing. I realized I would never get to watch our little girl grow up. It seemed to be the longest elevator ride of my life. Sharing our elevator were two older women, an older man and the mom and her daughter. When I broke down, one of the older women came over and asked if she could hold me. I nodded my head. She hugged me and told me that Jesus loves me and will protect my heart, no matter what trials I am facing. Of course these kind words made me sob even harder. As we left the elevator, the other older woman came up to me and smiled and gave me a hug and said she would pray for me. These women did not know our circumstances. They saw a young woman who was clearly distraught. Instead of turning away from someone in need, they showed a kindness that I desperately needed. I will forever remember that moment for the rest of my life. I am writing about this small act of kindness, because we all need to be more aware of those around us. We never know what someone is going through in their lives. Taking a moment of your day to check on someone can and will make a difference. 

Blessings and love, 

Molly

Aidan, Christianity, Felicity Marie, Loss, Motherhood, Pregnancy

Mother’s Day

I remember as a child, I couldn’t wait to celebrate Mother’s Day. I had it all planned out in my head. The day would start with my husband and kids bringing me breakfast in bed, flowers would be delivered that afternoon, and I wouldn’t have to cook or clean at all that day. I never imagined that instead of looking forward to this special day, I would be dreading it. For many women, including myself, this day is a reminder of what we have lost. Two years ago I was suppose to be celebrating my first Mother’s Day, as I was newly pregnant. Instead, I spent that day holed up in my room crying, because my husband and I knew we would never bring our child home from the hospital. My second Mother’s Day, I was pregnant with our son Aidan. While I was very blessed to be carrying a healthy child, I felt as if I could not celebrate that year, because of our previous loss. How was I suppose to celebrate a day all about motherhood, when it was taken from me the year before? This year will be my third Mother’s Day, but first celebrating with our son. While it will be an emotional day as I remember our sweet girl, I will cherish every moment I get to spend with her brother. Even though I wish I could wake up Sunday morning to both my children’s smiling faces, I know Felicity will be watching over me. Two years ago, she made me a mommy. While I do not have her in my arms, I cherish the time I carried her inside of me. Mother’s Day isn’t about the gifts or day off from chores, it is celebrating the role God blessed me with. While one of my children is not here on Earth with me, I would not have become a mother without her being placed in my life, as short as it was. While I plan on celebrating with Aidan, a part of me will be grieving for my daughter. Though Mother’s Day will be an emotional reminder of what I have lost, it is also a day for me to celebrate my little boy who looks up at me in adoration. I am a mom to two children, Felicity and Aidan. I love both of my sweet babies and am so lucky to be their mommy. This role given to me by our Father above, is the greatest calling he could ever ask of me. While I am very thankful, I ask for you to take a moment and pray for all the women in the world who have lost a child and those not able to conceive. Sunday will not be an easy day for us.

Many blessings and love,

Molly

Aidan, Arts and Crafts, Creating Memories, Family, Motherhood

Tie Dye With The Tyke 

As summer draws near, Aidan is in need of some new play clothes. My child is growing like a weed! I decided to buy some cheap, white onesies I wouldn’t mind him getting dirty or torn up. I bought a three pack from Walmart for $6.79. 

Rather than leaving them a boring white color, I found a recipe on Pinterest to make my own tie dye. Since these outfits would be worn by the little man, he of course had to help dye them. In fact, we made it a family affair. First I took all three onesies and soaked them for thirty minutes in a bowl of 1 cup water and 1 cup vinegar. 

After they finished soaking, I wrung them out and twisted them into different designs and tied them with twine. I didn’t have any rubber bands so I used what I had on hand. I then took a muffin tin and filled it with water. Using food coloring I picked up for $2 at Walmart, I placed five drops of each color in the tin cups and mixed with a spoon. I mixed red and yellow to get an orange dye and blue and red to make a purple dye. 

I also covered my counter in a trash bag to prevent stains. After the colors were mixed it was time to start tie dying. We let Aidan go first. We tried to get him to dip the onesie in the colors, but he ended up throwing it at them instead. For the parts he wasn’t able to dip himself, we had him point to the color he wanted us to use and I dipped it for him. 


Nathan and I each designed a onesie as well. This was the first time Nathan has ever tie dyed anything. It was a fun experience to share with both my guys. After all the onesies were dyed, we placed them in ziplock bags. 


We let them sit overnight and then I washed them in cold water with 1/2 cup of salt. The salt is suppose to help the dye to set. After rinsing them under cold water and ringing them out, I let them air dry. I plan on washing them in the washing machine separately on cold, before Aidan wears them. Unfortunately after rinsing them, all the blues and greens washed out of the onesies. Now Aidan has three different style red onesies. With every new activity I try, there is always trial and error. Next time I will have to attempt something different, so some of the colors don’t rinse out. 

This activity was cheap and fun to do. By using food coloring I was able to let Aidan mess with the dye, without worrying about him swallowing anything dangerous. I absolutely love doing fun activities with my family. It not only creates lasting memories, but allows us to spend time together. Plus, Aidan now has three new outfits! If you try out this activity, let me know how it goes in the comments below. I would love to see pictures of your designs. 

Happy crafting, 

Molly

Aidan, Creating Memories, Fatherhood, Motherhood, Parenting

Finding Balance 

Over the past two weeks my son has learned to crawl and pull himself up using furniture. This of course means he is exploring every nook and cranny in our house. I love that he is so inquisitive and wants to learn. I do not love all the bumps and bruises he gets as he does so. As a new mom, I am trying to find a balance between being too over protective and allowing my child to be independent. I do not want to become one of those helicopter moms, but I also don’t want my son to get hurt. Does this mean I allow him to roam the house alone? Absolutely not. It means, I watch him as he explores and plays independently, because I want him to learn how to problem solve and recognize cause and effect. While I have thought about getting him a helmet and bubble wrapping the furniture, I have decided to go a different route. Rather than child proofing my house, I am going to child proof Aidan. While I still have outlet plugs and cabinet locks, I am not going to put away my pretties. Even at 8 months old he understands when he is doing something he shouldn’t be. My husband and I are teaching him early on, what he can and cannot play with. I do not want him growing up feeling like he is living in a museum. Even from an early age, Aidan has shown interest in how things around the house work. I do not want to take that desire to learn and explore away from him. While we will not allow him to get into any dangerous situations, by giving him independence at this age we are helping nurture his love of exploration and adventure. I hope as he grows older, this thirst for knowledge evolves. Nathan and I look forward to joining Aidan on all his adventures. One is never too old to explore and learn!

Molly

Aidan, Motherhood, Parenting

Lessons I Have Learned Taking Care of a Sick Baby:

1) You will most likely become sick yourself. 

2) You will be covered in puke and poop at least once a day. 

3) Pedialite is the devil. It also looks best in mommy’s hair. 

4) Mommy’s face and thighs are meant to be used as Kleenex.

5) Naps will only occur in mommy and daddy’s bed. 

6) More loads of laundry are done in two days than you have done in your lifetime. 

7) Your son will use this time to learn to crawl. He will then crawl away whenever it is time to take his medicine. 

8) PBS Kids is a life saver. You will have the theme song to Cat in the Hat memorized by episode 2. 

9) Your house will go uncleaned and you don’t particularly care. You realize a clean house is overrated. You start naming the dust bunnies. 

10) Dinners consist of cream of wheat or cold cereal. The husband complains, you and the baby cough in his direction. 

11) Sick baby cuddles are the best, except when you are puked on. Refer to #2

12) NyQuil is a mom’s best friend. (For me, not the baby. Do not call child protective services please!)

13) Everything must be sanitized…Everything. Better yet, burn the house down and start fresh. 

14) You will count down the days until your house no longer needs to be quarantined. T-minus two days till removal of face masks! 

Finally 

15) You will blame this and every sickness you and your child catches on your husband, who works in the school system! Dang those nasty kids!

The past few days have been rough. There have been lots of sleepless nights and tears. (Mostly Aidan’s tears). It is never fun when your child is sick and there isn’t much you can do. It is even harder when you are sick as well, and cannot give everyone your 100%. Being a mom definitely puts things into perspective. Even though I can’t call in sick and stay in bed all day, I have a little one who is relying on me to make everything better. I will always do my best to make him feel better, even if I am feeling pretty lousy myself. To all those parents covered in bodily fluids and fighting a fever of 101 degrees, you are not alone! 
Healthy wishes, 

Molly and Aidan